This world is terribly unfair. Especially to one child. A boy who already had no parents, who had only hatred in his heart, began to grow horns. And a tail. He became a dragon. He was cursed. And then he lost everyone he had. He lived in an abandoned house, alone. He slept under thin rags.

His name was Sylus.

He was only 11 years old, but his horns were already about 10 centimeters long. Or rather, only one horn. He broke off the other, crying softly in pain in the old house…